The S**y Luna's Hot Revenge

Chloe's POV

I slowly come around to my senses, but everything, with the inclusion of my memory, is only a hazy blur. And why on earth is my back attached to something so cold?

I try to shake the uncomfortable feeling away, trying to move out of whatever is behind me, but then I find out that my movements are restricted and my hands are cuffed around my back.

Definitely means that the cold thing I was feeling against me is the pole that my hands were cuffed around.

Great, just great.

But how did I get into this situation again?

My head hurts as I try hard to think about the events that had occurred leading to this. How did all this happen to me?

Then slowly, it all began to come back, my memory of the last events trickling in. An improvement, but still.

Lilly and I are going to the pack's party, us getting into the kitchen area to cook and serve drinks…. Diana comes to howl at us…. Marcus behind her staring daggers at us….Mark mind-linking Lilly, telling her to return us to the packhouse as soon as possible— no, immediately…… Lily sensing we might actually get killed….. us getting into a random car and turning the car around to get us back to safety from the claws of the pack's owner….., The large truck at our rear …and then hitting our stolen from behind…..The car flipping over and landing the wrong way as Lilly and I dangle from our seatbelts….. Lilly calling out to a disillusioned me… A raging roar coming out from the direction of the event venue….. and lastly, everything suddenly going black and somewhat peaceful.

That is it! That is what happened! I was in an accident. But if I was in an accident, where is Lilly? She was in the accident too? And why am I handcuffed to a very long pole instead of being treated in a hospital? Where are my parents?

That is when it hit me. Like a heavy flood, the memories I tried so hard to push behind my subconsciousness come rushing in. My parents are dead! I'm a refugee in a foreign pack! Somehow, I find out I'm mates to the Alpha, but before we could accept our mating bond, everything crashed before my eyes courtesy of Micah and Diana who plotted against me, and Marcus who mercilessly fell for their lies.

“Marcus, look. The brat is finally awake!” A taunting voice I know very well says, as the owner of the voice took an intimidating stance in front of me. Micah!.

The dark wood pack!.

“Looks like she finally decided that it was time to come around. Do you know just how many times I have tried shaking and pushing and pulling you awake?” Alpha Marcus spits into my face, seething. I raise my head and see him standing before me in all his glory —6.7ft tall, muscles filled arms, jet Black hair, full pink lips, broad shoulders and in no doubt, the finest piece of male I've ever seen.

He is a freaking adonis!

Marcus sends a kick to my side, one that would have sent me sprawling, if not for the pole supporting me.

“So you actually thought that you could run away, huh? You thought that you could escape? Did we not tell all of you puny wolves that the only escape available for you is your death?” Diana asks with a menacing smile. "Poor thing…you should have probably died with your parents right?"

This is terrible. I feel awful.

What had happened to Lilly? What did they do to her?

And of course, they don't have the decency to take me and Lilly to a hospital first. They are just brutal that way. Especially the witch called Diana.

“So it is actually true? You did spike the event meal with bitter flavors? Did you want to embarrass me in front of these great people and that too, at my residence? Making them neglect my entertainment and leave the party before it comes to an end?” Marcus screams and I flinch back.

“I didn't do anything like that, please believe me.” I cry out, hoping he will understand. But at that, he only sends another kick that makes something in my body crack, most likely one of my ribs.

Maybe I will finally die here since the accident didn't kill me.

“You are not allowed to speak, Omega.” Micah snarl, pulling at my hair.

I know that the wise thing to do is to probably keep my mouth shut and succumb to their verbal insults and very physical hits, but I can't help it.

"Every wolf, regardless of the position the apparent lack of, as one in my position, has every right to speak. That I know at least.” I say weakly, my body drenched in my very own sweat and blood.

Then suddenly, with a speed that I can't even comprehend, a force hits my cheek and pushes my head obliquely with absolute ease. Marcus had punched me in my face!

That will definitely leave one helm of a swelling and a very big swelling later.

My mouth tastes of something metallic and I know that it was not the iron fillings that the people in upper positions sometimes used to prank us omegas while we ate.

They would add iron filings to our food and watch us eat. Once, it even killed one of us, but that definitely did not deter them from doing that.

I just hope that all I get is an injury and that I have not lost a tooth. That would be a terrible thing to happen, seeing I'm already five down.

“Where—” I begin to speak, my voice hoarse, and followed by a lot of blood being coughed out of my system. “Please t-tell me where Lily is.” I rasp out, spitting out blood afterward, it is so much that my eyes begin to spin immediately.

“A kick for every question.” is the reply Marcus gives me before he sends another punch to my face. My lips are immediately covered with my blood soon after that.

“Your little friend should be dead by now. We wanted to kill her but that would have been too nice, you know?” Marcus replies with a fucked up smile.

“Yes, and so we gave her some more wounds and left her in the other room to bleed to death. And yes, even her white wolf's fast healing powers will not help her now—She has been cuffed with silver handcuffs.” Diana says with a proud nod of his head.

“S-s-silver cuffs? Please, do not do that.” I plead with them and Micah comes forward and kicks me again.

“Bold of you to think that the words of a waste of good space would be able to plead on anyone’s behalf….Thief” Marcus shouts and leans closer. “Did you actually think that I will listen to your words—the words of a liar and a thief? A rogue for all you're worth?”

“I think the right words are a lying, cheating, and pathetic whore" Diana adds and they all fall into a fit of laughter but silence suddenly ensues when a knock comes sounding on the door to my cell.